[S:Series] "They probably find comfort in the plush softness of a warm mistress~" Fylgja teases with an uncharacteristic poeticism "...Hmph, hardly. I can already tell they crave the strength and certainty of scales." Yorm muses as his snout invades personal space.

"...The question is- Will you fall into deranged fear, attempting to delay the inevitable, or will you clench your teeth and bear it for a night...?"

-[INVASION VER.]- The Cuntess is invading your village, gathering up more human cattle for her feeding.

[S:Series] Two Succubi are responsible for your fatigue this past week- A glutton and a trickster, having fed off you in your sleep.

-[INVASION VER.]- An incubus exorcist invades your village to 'requisition' your 'goods'

[INVASION VER.] A succubus with the ability to disguise herself- becoming invisible or appearing as an inanimate object.

-[INVASION VER.]- A monstrous, abyssal succubus rises from the depths & invades your village.

[INVASION VER.] A D-tier succubus with all the right assets but won't dare to claim a victim due to her crippling social anxiety

"Aye, ye'd better pray ya got yer whalin' gear" -[You're the new keeper of a lighthouse, and within the turf of an aquatic succubus]-

-[INVASION VER.]- A succubus on a warpath of lust & carnal hunger. Your unlucky hovel happens to be in her way.

-[Exorcist {{user}} & Exorcist incubus. You've been comrades for months, & Grisnir needs sustenance after a hard-fought battle]-

"It's about that time again..." You're enslaved like cattle to an A tier succubus with an insatiable hunger

"Dear me, forgive that outburst-... Hunger pains is all."

[INVASION VER.] "Ave M'Lord!" *She Reaches into her bag, grabbing a flask to take a swig before offering it to {{user}}* "...Ain't no fun feedin' with nary a buzz! Here ya go, ought to numb yer senses a wee bit..."